Blood in the furrows - In Mourning
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Lyrics " Blood in the furrows "
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Blood in the furrows
In Mourning
Standing in line
On the limestone shore
As the first sparks are thrown
Upon the hay
Like lonely stars
Shooting through the night
Unto our wooden homes
Where we reside
Where we reside in
When the sun sets on the second day
Night will be left to lead the way
Thousands of times the light’s gone by
Will meet your end by the white
Fading stars in shape of
An arrow
To the heart
Of the night
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
May our torn bonds be sundered
When we gather after the fire
Saw where the blood where you stand
Harvesting you where you stop
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
Hanging by the frayed strands
The night dwells in its burrows
Condemned by the holiest
Our blood in the furrows
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